Izzaboo

I am everything. I am nothing. Here you stand before me. You are nothing. You are everything. You hold out your hand to show me something. There is nothing. I look at you. I start to question. There is no sound. You hold out your other hand. There is a dove. It is beautiful. It spread its wings. It took flight. It was everything. It was nothing. We were left. We were nowhere. We were everywhere. ----------------------------------------------------- Alright hello hello hello.  Just a really quick thing I wrote in less than 5 minutes while thinking about the themes challenge I'm going to be doing.  (I was trying to think of something I could

YES!  It's true!  I have a crapload of art I need to scan and post up here.  And I promise I'm going to attempt to in the next few days, so be excited.  Then all my blisters of sketching so much when I've been out of the field for so long will be worth it.

Don't answer that question.  haha.  Um no, really I have never been able to draw noses well, so yesterday I said "DAMN IT TO HIGH HELL" and went crazy with pencil on printer paper.  I drew a lot of random people's noses and some purely out of my head.  I do feel a bit odd and feel like I violated some people because I seriously was just going through pictures looking at and drawing nothing but noses.  My friend asked me what I was doing via WinLiveMess. last night and i ranted about noses and he says I'm going to pick up a fetish for them... and yeah, no it's my least favorite part of the human body in all honesty.  But um yeah, it's all I ca